Some people say Jesus that's the ace in the holeBut I never met the man so l don't really knowMaybe some Christmas if I'm sick and aloneHe will look up my numberCall me on the phone and say:Hey, boy, where you been so longDon't you know meI'm your ace in the hole

Two hundred dollars, that's my ace in the holeWhen I'm down, dirty and desperateThat's my emergency bank roll (I got. ..)Two hundred dollars, that's the price on the streetIf you wanna get some qualityThat's the price you got to meet (and the man says...)Hey, Junior, where you been so longDon't you know meI'm your ace in the hole(talk about ace in the hole)

Once I was crazy and my ace in the holeWas that I knew that I was crazySo I never lost my self-controlI just walk in the middle of the roadI sleep in the middle of the bedI stop in the middle of a sentenceAnd the voice in the middle of my head saidHey, Junior, where you been so longDon't you know meI'm your ace in the hole (oh yeah)Ace in the holeLean on meDon't you know meI'm your guarantee

Riding on this rolling busBeneath a stormy skyWith a slow moon risingAnd the smokestacks driving by

In the hour when the heart is weakestAnd the memory is strongWhen time has stoppedBut the bus just rolls alongRoll on, roll onRoll on, roll onRoll on, roll on

Some people say music that's their ace in the holeJust your ordinary rhythm and bluesYour basic rock and rollYou can sit on the top of the beatYou can lean on the side of the beatYou can hang from the bottom of the beatBut you got to admit that the music is sweet

Where you been so longDon't you know me l m your ace in the hole (oh yeah)

Ace in the holeLean on meDon't you know meI'm your guarantee

Some people say music that's their ace in the holeJust your ordinary rhythm and bluesYour basic rock and rollYou can sit on the top of the beatYou can lean on the side of the beatYou can hang from the bottom of the beatBut you gotta admit that the music is sweet